The agency is really beautiful here, hidden on a back lane amidst men playing poker in their underwear and ladies doing laundry in very official-looking ensembles. We have a nice little garden out back, complete with a symphony of cicadas and a fish pond. We also have some of the agency's Nike work along one wall-- presumably to remind us of why we're here and to add a little 21C flavor to the place. In a strange way, it's sort of refreshing not being able to read any of it. It forces my cynicism button into the 'off' position and I get to enjoy it for being nice to look at.
Aren't we all just observers?
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